I was so touched by the following letter I received from a new found friend struggling with infertility. I felt compelled to share this very hopeful and thoughtful message. Donna, thank you for allowing me to share with so many in your situation.
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Thou art with me” – Psalm 23: 4
If you don’t know how baby showers and the valley of death go together you have not been dealing with infertility for very long. When I first heard the diagnosis of infertility it was quickly followed by an optimistic treatment plan by a well-regarded physician and so I thought this would be taken care of with the same medical precision and success as my other medical conditions had been. Now almost 4 years later I realize that this is a journey and I need to set my perspective and thinking a bit differently that I had originally anticipated. Therein lies the walk through the valley of death. I have known no greater sadness, no greater depth of despair than I have experiencing this inability to conceive and carry a child, to create a family through my body from the love of my husband and God. Despite overcoming inflammatory disease, transplantation and divorce, nothing until this walk through this valley caused me to fear the death of my dreams, my joy, and myself. This has been by far the roughest terrain.
Reading, truly reading, this passage from the 23rd Psalm (the one everyone knows and often recites without thinking), made me realize a few things that have brightened my outlook, and I hope they brighten yours if you are behind me a few steps on the path:
So actually, when you think about it, we are just taking a walk with a friend. That’s not something to be sad about. And it is with that revelation that I was able to greet the news that one of my friends had gotten happily pregnant by accident and was having a baby shower, with excitement and generosity rather than resentment, anger, or disappointment. Not only that, I helped host the shower and had a fabulous weekend laughing with the other women hosting (big slumber party), oohing over baby gifts, and enjoying the brief escape from January temperatures in the northeast.
And so I walk with my friend, fearing no evil, and finding little things to enjoy along the way. If it seems extra hard some times that must mean I am almost to the top. Who knows what is around the bend.
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